I didn't eat. I didn't move. I just sat. And here I am, still sitting. First of all, I didn't want to eat her food. She had made tuna salad. I hate tuna salad. I always have. When my mother made a tuna biefstuk for lunch one time, I had to lean my head all the way out the window to get rid of my stomach ache.
I look at my window, and see the moon in full view. It has to be at least midnight, maybe later.
My phone buzzes volgende to me and I pick it up, only to see that it's Clara.
I hesitate and then flip the phone open.
"Clara?"
"Mon ami, commentaar je vous ai manque. My friend, how I've missed you." I can hear the smile on her face, though I don't know why she is smiling.
"Pas ce soir Francais. No French tonight."
"Alright." She's still smiling, I can tell.
"So," I start, but she butts in.
"Are u not excited that he is coming there!" I hear her clapping faintly.
"I guess." I look at the door just to check if anyone is listening.
"Why do u sound sad?" I know her smile dropped with the tone in her voice. I've seen it before.
"I'm not sad...Listen Clara, I must go, it is late here."
"Ah, I forgot. Bon nuit, mon cher ami!" I then hear her hang up.
I close my phone and set it back down on the bed side table.
I sit for a moment, and then flip of the lamp.
I look at my window, and see the moon in full view. It has to be at least midnight, maybe later.
My phone buzzes volgende to me and I pick it up, only to see that it's Clara.
I hesitate and then flip the phone open.
"Clara?"
"Mon ami, commentaar je vous ai manque. My friend, how I've missed you." I can hear the smile on her face, though I don't know why she is smiling.
"Pas ce soir Francais. No French tonight."
"Alright." She's still smiling, I can tell.
"So," I start, but she butts in.
"Are u not excited that he is coming there!" I hear her clapping faintly.
"I guess." I look at the door just to check if anyone is listening.
"Why do u sound sad?" I know her smile dropped with the tone in her voice. I've seen it before.
"I'm not sad...Listen Clara, I must go, it is late here."
"Ah, I forgot. Bon nuit, mon cher ami!" I then hear her hang up.
I close my phone and set it back down on the bed side table.
I sit for a moment, and then flip of the lamp.
Hello, My Name Is: Death
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Later that day, Jerek was visiting with Verona, and I was bored off my ass. I was wanting to talk to Tabra, but every time I approached him, he was suddenly busy. We had people on watch guard, and Shropee didn't need me to do anything, so I was bored. Very. Bored.
"I'm bored." I zei to hulst, holly who was walking past me.
"Like I care!" She snapped, and continued on her way.
"Well." I got to my feet, and started off to see how Verona's doing.
When I got to the bottom of the steps, Jerek ran out of the room. "I'll be back. I'm getting Shropee."
"Wait. What? Why?" I asked. "Is she okay?"
"She's awake." Jerek called over his shoulder, and I gasped.
Verona's awake? Verona's awake. Verona's awake.
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Later that day, Jerek was visiting with Verona, and I was bored off my ass. I was wanting to talk to Tabra, but every time I approached him, he was suddenly busy. We had people on watch guard, and Shropee didn't need me to do anything, so I was bored. Very. Bored.
"I'm bored." I zei to hulst, holly who was walking past me.
"Like I care!" She snapped, and continued on her way.
"Well." I got to my feet, and started off to see how Verona's doing.
When I got to the bottom of the steps, Jerek ran out of the room. "I'll be back. I'm getting Shropee."
"Wait. What? Why?" I asked. "Is she okay?"
"She's awake." Jerek called over his shoulder, and I gasped.
Verona's awake? Verona's awake. Verona's awake.